The Radio Show and Walking In The Cold November Rain
This morning was an interesting one to say the least. Today was the last day of the Sean In The Morning Show on KLOR. I started that show nine years ago, and except for my time away in California, Team Radio has employed me the entire time. That will not change right now. This change in my duties for Team Radio was a mutual decision, despite how it may have sounded on the air. I share this with you the reader, because if you’re a reader in my area and you listen to my show---I can see how this morning’s broadcast could have rubbed you the wrong way. An anonymous reader had this to say after the show this morning: I heard you radio show and I am not happy! Can not believe that you will no longer have your show! I will not be listening anymore that is for sure! What a crummy thing to do to their best dj! Thank you for the compliment, and let me say this: Team Radio has treated me incredibly well and they plan on continuing our employer/employee relationship. The on-air antics were simply a creative way to make the transition. I will have a show with a Team Radio station, I can assure you! That’s all I can really say right now. Let me add this: My replacement, Dave May, is an incredibly talented individual with tons of radio and stage experience. He’s a natural entertainer and one of the most incredibly creative people I know. I can’t think of a better successor for the Sean In The Morning Show. Change is almost never easy huh? I seem to know all about that these days…change…yeah, tough sometimes.
I was up in plenty of time this morning, but still didn’t take the time to cook breakfast for myself. I prepared breakfast for Courtney and left it in the microwave while Irene sliced apples for Courtney and me to take with us to work and school. Courtney is now driving, so she doesn’t have to get up with me and go so early. I miss her eating breakfast with me, but I’m happy that she’ll be getting more sleep. Irene is working days now, so she leaves the house early like me. We enjoyed coffee together this morning and talked for a little while before my departure. Before the day ended, we would talk again. I hurriedly grabbed my bag of lemon marinated apple slices and a banana—this would be my breakfast, and headed out the door.
The changes we’ve experienced over the last 428 days have been incredible for the most part. The changes in health have been life saving, the changes emotionally have been incredibly empowering, and the unforeseen changes in our relationship have been tough. Irene will be moving this weekend. The house already looks bare, as she packs away twenty years of accumulated treasures. My move day will be coming in a couple of weeks. That’s right, we’re both moving. I don’t want to re-hash all of this, but writing about changes---I can’t help but go here. I wish Irene would blog again. She has a positive voice and a wonderful success story to share. She’s upset with me for sharing what I did about our relationship, and I’m afraid she’ll never blog again because of how it’s made her feel. That saddens me, because I really enjoyed the time, effort, and message that she shared in her blog. She’s a talented writer and although she doesn’t have to blog to be a successful weight loss hero, it’s certainly helped me---and I know it can help anyone who allows it to help. I know you’re reading this Irene---update your blog girl! ;)
I enjoyed the most scrumptious pizza omelet wrap this afternoon. I scrambled some egg whites, only two—or 34 calories worth, used an ounce of mozzarella for 80, some tomato sauce checked in at 25, and the Flat Out flatbread was 90. It was a very filling 229 calorie lunch! It was big and melty and just the way I like it! What a nice low calorie treat.
Courtney decided to stay with a friend tonight, leaving Irene and me alone for the evening. We talked about the cold and rainy weather among a few other things and then we decided to get out into it all---in the spirit that started this journey---when the weather didn’t matter, we bundled up and headed for the trail. It was dark, cold, and wet. The rain stung as it hit our faces. We decided on two miles going in, not our best, but enough to get a decent workout in the thirty-seven degree rain. Call me dramatic, whatever—but I couldn’t help but think of the Guns and Roses song “November Rain” as we walked. The lyrics are as chilling as the night: Do you need some time on your own? Do you need some time all alone? Everybody needs some time on their own. Don't you know you need some time all alone? I know it's hard to keep an open heart when even friends seem out to harm you but if you could heal a broken heart wouldn't time be out to charm you? Sometimes I need some time on my own sometimes I need some time all alone everybody needs some time on their own. Don't you know you need some time all alone? And when your fears subside, and shadows still remain, I know that you can love me when there's no one left to blame. So never mind the darkness, we still can find a way 'Cause nothin' lasts forever, even cold November rain.
OK---uh, It was a good day, it really was. A decent Monday all things considered. I’m hitting the pillow tonight with nearly 200 unclaimed calories---I usually don’t do that, but it’s too late to use them now, I’m ready to collapse. Another wonderful day of this journey starts in the morning. Thank you for reading. Axl Rose---please don’t sue me! Goodnight and…